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So should I risk Chipotle? I know as long as I don't get burrito or soft taco it's safe, but I'm all cross-contamination paranoid.

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Kat has always said, even in the throes of personal disaster, that I am magic with money. I have come to believe in the last couple of months as I've also gotten more responsible with it, that this is true. And so, I am not panicking about the latest potential financial stressor, because I think I have enough other sources of income floating around that I can do, and doing this means the beginning of a transition to never really needing to leave the house to work except when I want to, except to act. And that would be sweet.

I am also viewing this little drama as, for whatever reason, further impetus to look again at the original novel that I mapped out a couple of years ago, based on what I was plaing with in aCE, of all things. I believe I have a compelling story to tell there; I know I have an astounding voice to tell it in, and while it is very much also smut, it is so plot and character heavy it hurts. So, you know. I'll work on it an hour a day, after meeting my quotas for various freelance writing.

I can do this, and so I will do this. Not many things are that simple. This is.